3. Alejandra sings tales of Narfell

Alejandra sings tales of Narfell


  • Alejandra can be found around Peltarch more often than not, singing songs while playing her old guitar. The following are her songs inspired by her experiences in Narfell.

    ((Only included in this thread are songs related to events in Narfell, for her non-plot driven songs, you're just going to have to be there!

    And for the die-hards: yes, a yarting is generally as close as it gets to a guitar in Faerun. Unless you come from a little village nobody knows the name of where an old man used to make something just a little different… :P))


  • The first song Alejandra sat down to write about her experiences in Narfell has only been sung but a few times…

    singing:
    _a mother's love, a father's hate / these two small things commanded fate
    a boy not born, life already torn / and death, death was the stakes

    to Waterdeep, our story takes us / to dark cruel world, the boy was thrust
    he grew up feared, feared himself / to build a life, in life unjust

    he grew up fast, in mother's pain / it was glory his father sought to gain
    glory and power, and life hereafter / he hid his secret through dreary rain

    with knowledge fear, and in fear her ran / not looking behind, not having a plan
    but freedom was there, some small hope / until he was captured in far distant land

    his spirit was tortured, he fought his fate / body was broken, they dug for his hate
    but strong of will, he would not submit / and in dark night, he made his escape

    he fought battles alone, inside his mind / torture and screams followed close behind
    he held them off, demons at bay / and in a woman, was given hopeful sign

    the woman taught love, and how to care / he would give his soul, just to feel her stare
    but love is a two sided thing / and when she left, his soul was left bare

    onward he pushed his troubles just begun, / and found that truth is a two forked tounge
    for you can't fight your soul, be true to yourself / if speaking the truth just sets you to run

    and in defense of himself, defense of their foes / he found himself facing nose to nose
    misunderstanding and misplaced hate / they didn't stop to think, and rage followed woes

    he held his beliefs, was cured for a time / so who could have noticed the dangerous signs?
    he spoke and spoke harsh, and was harshly set down / and in a cell thought, with nothing but time

    she came to him then, with all her temptation / thinking to woo him in his lowly station
    but pain had taught one thing, how to survive! / he fought and stayed true, found his soul's emancipation

    do not think for a moment that hope can ever die / if you struggle in pain, look up to the sky
    to feel sunshine or rain, it's all the same / as Elorathal taught us, we all can survive_